Fear is an element that’s devoid of all emotion…..

Fear is the substance of all my devotion….

Fear has me in it’s stronghold….

Locked down tight with no way of escaping….

Prisoner to it’s will & it’s misrepresentation….

Why do I let fear grip me so tight when thru God everything is all right?

For in his word he say’s

“Fear not, for I am with you: Be not dismayed, for I am your God….

And yet fear has a persistent hold on me……

A grip so tight it’s controlling me…….

Persistent in it’s ruin of me……

Trying to take away my sanity…..

By stealing my joy and victory……

And taking away what God has for me….

But thru God I have the victory……

For he died for all my iniquities…..

And placed in me the power to overcome all my adversities….

And thru him fear has no hold on me, fear can’t take control of me….

It can’t steal my destiny…Or the purpose God has for me…

For I have God’s eternal love…..

He died for me….

On cavalry….

And set my soul free….


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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

msterrible’s Poems (8)

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Fear 0
When God Sent Me Rain 2
Thank You 1
Poetic Philosophy 6
The Portrait 7
To Catch A Fallen Star 4
Something on the Inside 4
I Used To Love Him 8